I laughed during the Ukraine fighting and thought it a new sort of moral decay. A police officer was hit in the face with a molotov. I just so happened to be watching him instead of the other officers, instead of the dozens in the crowd, and I was thinking: Why are you standing there like a statue, acting as a physical barricade between a bunch of money hungry fuckers who don't care at all about you and a people whose rights are being taken from them in some Orwellian nightmare? I was looking right at his grill, wondering what could possibly be going on in his mind, and he looked so uncertain and regretful and just plain stupid-- inhumanly so, the lone shining intellect of the universe reduced to a pilon holding a gun, and then... bam. Hit in the cocksucker with a molotov cocktail.

I saw that happen in the Greece one. He was wearing riot gear and the bottle smashed over his helmet, igniting the inside and turning it into an oven while his head roasted inside as he ran around. It was horrifying. He looked like Ghost Rider.

I already know i'm a bad person. Maybe that kid and his aunt should be paying attention on a busy street instead of her walking ten feet ahead of him carrying an ipad out in the open. Hide that shit. Hide your kids too.

Laughter has been shown to be a nervous response to situations that are abnormal or that are likely to trigger our fight/flight response. The fact that you laughed isn't odd. If you had laughed because you were amused, then it would be a problem.
But you didn't.

Remember those dramatic work-safety PSAs where an assistant chef would be like, "Ooops, I didn't wipe the grease off the floor, hehe." Then she slips and throws a box of knives up in the air and everyone gets rain stabbed. Burned faces shriek. E-Coli evolves. A puppy wearing a bow jumps into the deep-fryer. The building turns into a monster and swallows everything. "Wooorrrld Staaar!"

I saw that happen in the Greece one. He was wearing riot gear and the bottle smashed over his helmet, igniting the inside and turning it into an oven while his head roasted inside as he ran around. It was horrifying. He looked like Ghost Rider.

On the radio this morning, they were talking about people hacking into remote baby monitors and scaring people through them and the DJs laughed so i did too. One parent came running into the room so the hacker goes "Go back to bed, you fat piece of shit, i got this!" through the monitor.

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